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8 Sentences from my novel ~ Bloodstone ~
“Ebony?” a soft feminine voice whispered.
All the hairs on Ebony’s arms stood at attention as a cold chill sank into her bones pulling her out of memories. She turned toward the voice and saw nothing, “Wh..who’s there?”
“Don’t be afraid my dear. It’s me, sweetheart, your mother. I had hoped you would find your way to the graveyard.”Her mind had to be playing tricks on her, or perhaps one of the others was. Ebony turned in a circle, her eyes searched for everyone else.